I make lists of lists

My list-making has gotten out of control. As Sarah pointed out to me a bit ago, I made a list of the lists I made today. Hmmm, did that even make any sense? Lists are my friend. I feel like I accomplish something when I see a line crossed off. It helps with my anxiety. Here's the lists I made today.

Detailed cleaning to do list:

• clean off kitchen counters
• clean stove & oven
• sweep & mop kitchen floor
• clean out fridge
• straighten up baker's rack
• vacuum, sweep & mop living/dining room
• clean off dining room table, window sill & end tables
• dust all surfaces
• straighten up bookcase & computer desk
• straighten up toys & take some upstairs
• clean couch cushions
• Windex front & back doors
• vacuum stairs & upstairs hallway
• sweep & mop both bathrooms
• clean toilets
• clean vanity & mirror in upstairs bathroom

General to do list:

• clean (duh, see above)
• finalize menu (see below)
• make shopping list (see farther below)
• laundry
• dishes
• make a loose schedule (schedules are different than lists!)
• color eggs
• put basket together
• borrow roaster from mom

Menu:

• Ham
• Lasagna
• Mashed potatoes
• Corn
• Peas
• Salad
• Bread sticks
• Cupcakes
• Berry Buckle cake

Shopping list:

• pineapple
• cherries
• ricotta cheese
• shredded mozzarella cheese
• milk
• bagged salad
• cherry tomatoes
• salad dressing
• cucumber

It's an illness, this compulsive list-making. The funny part is that I could have accomplished a lot more instead of first writing them, then typing them up. Whatever!